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INTRODUCTION

First-time posting…

Hi everyone 👋

So… this is my very first time sharing one of my stories publicly. I’ve been cooking this up in my chaotic little brain for months now—reworking scenes in my head while washing dishes, daydreaming in the middle of work, rewriting dialogue at 2AM with tears in my eyes (or laughter, depending on the scene lol). This story has meant a lot to me—emotionally, creatively, and even spiritually. So, here goes nothing.

The title is:

💥 CALLSIGN: SCARLET 💥

Genre? Spy thriller meets slow-burn omegaverse meets psychological warfare, with a good dose of sarcasm, unresolved sexual tension, and pain.

WHAT YOU'RE GETTING INTO

This is not a soft, fluffy story. Callsign: Scarlet is a dark, twisted espionage thriller set in a world where secrets kill faster than bullets, and loyalty is always bought at a price.

The story follows Rin Takahashi-Kwon, 27 years of age , codename Scarlet, a cold, calculated, and relentlessly driven recessive Alpha who works under JINX—Japan's elite international security unit. He's got ghosts in his past, blood on his hands, and the weight of the world on his back. After a failed CIA mission leaves a gaping hole in international intel, he's ordered to go undercover in Russia under the alias of Choi Beom-Gyu, a nobody with corporate ties. The goal? Locate a mysterious weapon—Persephone—before the rest of the world even confirms it exists.

But he’s not the only one chasing shadows.

Enter Kaelirian Vassilov Dmitriev-Romanov, a 24-year-old walking red flag, an unhinged enigma assassin with a god complex and a face like sin. Known only in whispers as Tsar' Nochi (The Tsar of the Night), Kael is chaos incarnate. Intelligent, beautiful, deadly, and morally bankrupt in the sexiest way possible. No one knows where he came from. No one knows who controls him. But Scarlet’s mission suddenly becomes a lot more complicated when he realizes that Kael isn’t just the predator in this story—he might be the key.

The two are opposites in every sense .. ice and fire, reason and madness. And yet… some magnetic, twisted force keeps pulling them together, even when everything says they should destroy each other.

WHY THIS STORY?

Because I’m tired of flat characters. I wanted to write about morally grey people. Smart people. Broken people. Funny, unhinged people who set the world on fire and then laugh about it. I wanted betrayal, politics, seduction, spy networks, family trauma, pheromones, and hot assassins who moan names into earpieces mid-mission. I wanted scars. And longing. And power plays that are also foreplay.

If you like:

international espionage

enemies-to-something-more

omegaverse without the cliché overkill

assassins with daddy issues

forbidden chemistry

knife-to-throat flirtation

and psychological warfare

...you’ll probably love this.

If you don’t like slow build, layered characters, or sarcasm as a trauma response, maybe skip this one 😅

Anyway, thank you if you read this far. I’m posting this from a place of vulnerability and chaos. Feedback is welcome. Screaming in the comments is encouraged. Buckle up—this is just the beginning.

Welcome to Callsign: Scarlet.

Secrets bleed. Betrayals burn. And nobody walks away clean.

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